I may look imperfect,

But the way you look at me

Shows me how imperfect you are.

I scar my body,

With imperfections because I’m not perfect;

You scar your mind,

With how perfect you think you are.

I hurt myself,

Because of how other people hurt me;

You hurt people,

So you don’t have to hurt yourself.

I may not be like you,

But we came from the same coin,

With different views.

You are not like me,

Yes, we did come from the same coin,

Maybe you were just lucky Penny,

And I was just dimed to fail?…